You and your company storm the castle and you find yourself in the throne room, glaring at the king on his throne. He smirks. Well, well, well... if it isnt the famed general of the barbarians. Ill admit, you put up a good fight. My peace offering will please you, no doubt. I offer you my first born son. Do what you will with him. Andrew's eyes go wide and he stares at you, obviously unaware of the arrangements. What will you do?
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